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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

The pains of wealth

Richard Branson is a billionaire UK entrepreneur and businessman, who is known for his numerous business ventures and his high energy style.

Last week he was in Vancouver, British Columbia touting Virgin Airlines service from the city, along with BC Premier Christy Clark. Based on news reports, Branson apparently invited the "delightful" Premier (his words) to come Kite-surfing on his back with him. However, it appears that he had initially failed to mention the dress code and placed the picture below as an example of the requirements on his blog!

What every businessman yearns to be!

Clark's liberal government has nearly zero chance of being re-elected next year and she personally has extraordinary low polling numbers amongst the electorate. In response to Branson's bravado she gave the following response:

I think when you meet with the CEO of a billion dollar company who wants
to do business with your province, you can get a little bit more
respectful treatment than that.

Frankly she missed the boat (or kite-surf) on this one. She should of ran with it and told the public that as a divorced woman she'd enjoy frolicking in the waves like that, but her duty is to country first and helping local businesses be more cocky like Branson in the global marketplace, unlike the wealth destroying socialists of the NDP or the anti-tax crackpots of the BC Conservative party.

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If there was a better advertisement for capitalism and the benefits of the free market system over the sclerotic and dismal prospects of socialism, I'd like to see it. Mothers, make sure your sons grow up to be businessmen!

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